The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

Ran all the way to Rong Yujia's yard.It was getting late at this time, and glazed lanterns were hung up in Rong Yujia's yard early.Several tanks of lotus in the yard are blooming quietly.

"Princess Wangfei?" Cai'er showed a surprised expression when she saw him.

Yang Yingjun calmed down and said, "Where is Concubine Rong?"

"Go back to your mother, Concubine Rong is ill and has no appetite, so she took a rest early."

"It hasn't healed after so many days?" Yang Yingjun paused, and said, "Where's the injury on your body?"

"Injured?" Cai'er seemed taken aback, and said immediately, "It's much better."

"What kind of medicine did you use?"

"This……"

"Who is outside?" Rong Yujia's weak and panting voice came from the room.

Cai'er hurriedly turned around and walked in: "Your Majesty, it's Your Majesty Wangfei who is here."

Yang Yingjun followed without saying a word.

Rong Yujia stood up with a pale complexion, leaned against the head of the bed, covered the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and coughed twice, "Sister, why are you here now?"

Yang Yingjun said to Cai'er: "Go and get a glass of water for your master." Then he walked to the bed and looked down at the delicate woman on the bed. How is it?"

Rong Yujia smiled lightly: "Thank you for your concern, sister, there is no serious problem."

Yang Yingjun suddenly pulled her left hand, Rong Yujia was taken aback: "Sister?"

Yang Yingjun kept his head half-lowered, without looking into her eyes, and caressed her fingers unconsciously: "Your fingers are slender, weak and boneless, why do you have calluses on your palms and tiger's mouth?"

Rong Yujia smiled: "I grew up in an opera troupe since I was a child. I am used to holding flower guns, and I have also learned some flower fists and embroidered legs. Unlike my sister, I have a good life, a body of a thousand gold, a delicate body, and ten fingers that do not touch the spring water."

Yang Yingjun smiled bitterly: "Are you mocking me?"

"I dare not."

"Yu Jia..."

"Ok?"

"Today you and Guan Zhongyi went down to the secret room outside the prince's palace, what did you find?"

Rong Yujia didn't change his face: "The secret room is dark and weird, very scary. I almost closed my eyes in it, and didn't find anything. What? Did the nursing home find anything?"

Yang Yingjun finally looked up at her, but saw a pair of confused eyes: "The nursing home is missing."

Rong Yujia's complexion changed: "What? How could this happen?"

"I suspect that he is a spy sent by the emperor to the palace."

Rong Yujia sat up straight, showing panic, but grabbed Yang Yingjun's hand and said, "Could it be that my sister is suspicious of me? Sister, I don't know about it!" As she spoke, tears fell down.

That weak appearance is harmless to humans and animals, and I feel pity for it.

Yang Yingjun felt a pain in his chest, looked at her, and said for a while, "You said you broke your arm last time, how is it now?"

Rong Yujia's right hand caressed her left arm unconsciously, and her smile became a little more uncomfortable: "It's done, please worry about my sister."

Yang Yingjun stared at her sadly: "What kind of medicine did you use? It recovered so quickly."

Rong Yujia lowered her eyes lightly: "It's just an ordinary medicated oil for removing blood stasis and promoting blood circulation."

"Really? The medicated oil smells pungent, but you smell a faint herbal fragrance."

"That's... a newly released medicated oil with a fresh taste."

Yang Yingjun looked at her and stopped talking.

Rong Yujia looked up at him suddenly: "Why do you ask this, sister?"

Yang Yingjun was expressionless: "I'm worried that my sister was confused for a while and mistakenly took the scald ointment as a blood stasis medicine."

Rong Yujia's body shook slightly, but there was no wavering on his face: "Sister, what does this mean? My concubine is dull, please tell me clearly."

"Your injury was caused when the assassin bloodbathed the prince's palace, right?"

Rong Yujia said dumbly: "Why did my sister say that?"

"It's obviously a burn, but you lied to me that it was a fall. Why? Because the location of your burn is so strange, you don't know how to explain it, so you just lied and tried to hide it, right?"

Rong Yujia didn't speak.

Yang Yingjun sighed, with deep tiredness in his eyes: "I went to the murder scene, there was a lantern near the bodies of Xiaodie and Xiao Cui, the only difference was that Xiao Cui's lantern was a certain distance away from her body , and the lampshade was separated from the candle. Although I thought it was weird at the time, I didn't think much about it. Now that I think about it, maybe it was because Xiaocui used the candle to attack the murderer, and the murderer got caught off guard and got burned on his arm, right?"

Rong Yujia showed a beautiful smile, her almond eyes were as bright as stars: "I don't know that my sister has the ability to tell stories, she is really talented."

Yang Yingjun ignored her sarcasm, and continued: "Why didn't Xiaodie call 'catch the assassin' immediately when she saw someone in the prince's bedroom? I always thought it was because she saw an acquaintance, so she didn't wake up." Suspicious. But even if it is an acquaintance, it is definitely not appropriate to appear in the prince's bedroom in the middle of the night. Why didn't she become suspicious? Unless that person is the prince's bedside person, with a special status, even if he appears in the prince's bedroom in the middle of the night, just say a word 'Thinking of the prince, sleepless night' is convincing enough."

Rong Yujia lowered her head and casually played with the ends of her hair: "But don't forget, I am not the only person next to the prince's pillow."

"Steward Wang told me that the fatal wounds of Xiaodie and Xiaocui are different from those of other people." Yang Yingjun suddenly changed the subject, and said: "Most of the others died by swords, only the two of them were killed by the sword." She was stabbed to death with a dagger. But Xiaodie's fatal wound was on her back. What kind of dagger is sharp enough to stab her heart from behind? In the world, only the blood-bladed dagger of the Northern Desert Wolf Clan can do it? But The blood blade dagger is a tribute, and ordinary people can't buy it even if they have money. I asked Steward Wang, and he said that the prince has one, and he specially found a craftsman to plate it with silver, and took it with him for testing poison before meals. A month ago, the prince's blood blade dagger disappeared, I thought it was lost during hunting, but now that I think about it, it must have been stolen."

Rong Yujia raised her slender willow-leaf eyebrows, and the smile deepened on her lips: "Is it possible that my sister suspects that my concubine stole it? She is a thief and a murderer... What other crimes does my sister want to put on my concubine?" ?”

"A sharp weapon like a bloody dagger that cuts iron like mud has now become a murder weapon. To avoid being suspected, it should be discarded early. But who is willing to be willing to practice martial arts? I think, as long as the Do a careful search in all the halls and courts of the palace, maybe you can find it, what do you think, Concubine Rong?"

The smile on Rong Yujia's face froze, she looked at Yang Yingjun, her eyes gradually became cold and cruel.

Yang Yingjun looked at her sympathetically, and said with a half-sigh: "Yu Jia, are you from Fenghuamen?"

After Rong Yujia raised her head to the sky and laughed three times, the sickness disappeared from Meiyan's face, and a fierce aura burst out from her, which made people daunting.

"Yang Pianran, I always thought you were just a pampered, ignorant woman and child who only knew about romance and jealousy. Now it seems that I have underestimated you."

Yang Yingjun turned pale, and said, "It really is you... What do you want to get from the palace? Why do you want to kill so many people!?"

Rong Yujia said expressionlessly: "I also follow orders."

"At whose order? Is it the emperor?" Yang Yingjun rushed forward, grabbed her shoulders and shook vigorously, "What do you want? What is so important that you would kill so many innocent people!?"

Rong Yujia smiled, her smile was like a lotus flower quietly blooming in the courtyard, purely beautiful, but with imperceptible danger: "Sister, don't you want to know where the blood blade dagger is?"

Yang Yingjun was startled.

In the next second, Rong Yujia pulled out the dagger from under the pillow with lightning speed and pressed it against his throat.And she was still laughing, with a cruel smile: "Princess Ji, should I say you are smart or stupid? You already know that I am a spy, why did you come to confront me alone? Do you think the two you sent to follow me People will come to rescue you? Hehe, Caier should have already dealt with them by now."

Yang Yingjun looked at her sadly, and the circles of his eyes gradually became moist: "So, you even want to kill me, don't you?"

Rong Yujia laughed as if hearing some joke, but held the dagger firmly in his hand.The edge of the dagger exuded a cold breath, and Yang Yingjun felt a chill on his neck, and his hairs stood on end.

"How can you still say such things to make me laugh now? Don't forget, how did you torture me when I first entered the mansion?!" Rong Yujia's face gradually became gloomy. With force, the dagger cut through Yang Yingjun's snow-white neck, and a trace of blood flowed down, but it never stained the edge, "While talking about loving the emperor, but also hating the prince for marrying a side concubine, what do you want for a flirtatious woman like you?" use!"

Yang Yingjun closed his eyes in despair, and suddenly heard a person walk in and say: "Master, since the matter has been exposed, we should go back and report to the master as soon as possible!"

Yang Yingjun opened his eyes and saw that it was Cai'er who came in, and now she didn't have the humble look that a maid should have, and her cold appearance did not lose her killer demeanor.Yang Yingjun couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart, all of them were superb acting skills.

Rong Yujia said coldly: "Wait until I kill this woman."

"Stop!" Someone broke in again.

Yang Yingjun smiled wryly, it was really lively tonight.

Rong Yujia was surprised: "Why are you here?"

The person who came was Shangguan Liuyun. He glanced at Yang Yingjun and said, "Cai'er was afraid that you would be in trouble, so she notified me. You should release Princess Ji soon."

Rong Yujia frowned and said: "Why? Anyway, she has already betrayed the master, why not kill her?"

Shangguan Liuyun said urgently: "It is up to the emperor to decide whether to kill her or not. Since the things have already been obtained and your identity has been revealed, it is better not to cause any complications."

Rong Yujia showed unwillingness.

"Unparalleled!"

Under Shangguan Liuyun's scolding, she finally compromised: "You're lucky!" After she finished speaking, she held the dagger behind her back and hit Yang Yingjun hard on the back of the neck with the silver handle.

Yang Yingjun only felt that when his eyes went dark, he didn't know anything.

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